I’m tired of feeling stuck. Tired of spinning in place while everything else moves forward. I know what I need to do — I really do — but it’s hard to move when the biggest thing in your way is your own mind.
What’s really drowning me is the pressure I put on myself. I push so hard that it stops being healthy. It’s exhausting. I had it all mapped out in my head, every step, every goal. But now that I’m here, I don’t even know where to begin — or if I even can begin.
I'm done explaining myself. Y’all go ahead and eat up whatever they’re serving you—have a feast. I’m not denying or admitting anything. Believe whatever helps you sleep at night.